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Chapter 42: Unpredictable disaster, trouble strikes!

This is too fast. Many people have just started to finish the first question, so they have finished writing the paper?

You should know that there are ten questions in one test paper, and all of them are defense questions. Which one should not be considered carefully?

"This is what Brother Zhan said to win the first place." Bai Ling laughed at himself, feeling unspeakable disappointment.

Those notes were her hard work. Not only did she record every class carefully, but she also added a lot of her own experience after class.

But she never expected that Zhan Wuque would be so unreserved, and he would be self-deprecating and unable to support the mud!

I'm afraid he didn't read it at all. Bai Ling felt bitter in his heart, and two drops of clear tears fell from the corner of his eyes and hit the test paper.

Besides, after Zhan Wuque left, he went to the trading hall and exchanged the points in the gold card for some medicinal materials, and then rushed back to refine the alchemy.

Yesterday he heard from Bai Ling that the second item in the monthly exam was to enter the Monster Mountains after the college, prepare some elixirs for healing and detoxification, and be prepared for any accidents.

In a blink of an eye, it was the second day.

Zhan Wuque woke up from entering into meditation and put away several jade bottles in front of him.

It contains some pills refined last night.

Then he opened the door and walked towards the ninth class.

The results should be announced today. Zhan Wuque smiled slightly, and Bai Ling would probably be shocked.

At this moment, the college’s meeting hall.

"Jia Qian, you really didn't expect you to be such a person"!

A scribe with a white face and no beard said in a heartache that he was the head teacher of the sixth class.

"Yes, Jia Qian, what you did is too fake, right? Treat us all as fools"?

A strong man spoke up, he was the head teacher of the third-class class.

Jia Qian looked confused. He had just come in. What happened?

"Xiao Jia, I know you usually like to be clever, but this time it's too much, I'm afraid no one can protect you." An old man shook his head and spoke. He is the elder of the college, ranking third.

There are four elders in the academy, and their strengths range from low to high, all of which are at the level of King Wu.

"Three Elders", Jia Qian knelt on the ground with a "thump" and cried bitterly, "Little Jia works diligently and diligently, God can tell you, there is definitely a misunderstanding."

Until now, he was still confused and had no idea what had happened.

"Okay, then I'll let you give up completely," the third elder said with hatred when he saw Jia Qian refuse to admit it.

"Do you know that this test paper was produced by the Imperial Capital Academy and was a national joint examination?" The third elder spoke in a deep voice.

Jia Qian was stunned when he heard this, Imperial Capital Academy? What does it have to do with him?

"This test paper is so difficult, it can be called the first in history." The third elder looked deep, looked into the distance, and said lightly: "And you, Jia Qian's ninth-class class, a full-score student, the only full-score student in the entire Qin Empire"!

When Jia Qian heard this, his face froze and turned pale in an instant.

What a noble existence of the Imperial Capital Academy, Qin Zhao Academy is like a difference between it, not to mention the surrounding eight counties of colleges.

And he, a ninth-class class in Qin Zhao Academy, actually produced a full-scoring student!

How is this possible? Don’t say that others don’t believe it, he is the first to not believe it. How can he not know how much ink there is in the belly of the students he teaches?

"More importantly, news came from the imperial capital that a big man had set out to personally meet the genius who was "the number one in the Qin Dynasty".

The third elder sighed deeply.

Jia Qian was frightened and shivered. His whole body was shaking like a slapped person. He kept shaking, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat like soybeans.

"Where is the third elder, who is the big shot?" Jia Qian stammered.

The third elder shook his head and said, "You are not qualified to know, but when he goes on a trip, there are four martial kings who follow him."

Jia Qian sat on the ground, his face as if he was earthy and full of despair.

"It's over, it's over, it's over now," Jia Qian muttered unconsciously, then gritted his teeth and said, "I, Jia Qian, swearing to God, this matter has absolutely nothing to do with me."

The third elder looked at Jia Qian with pity, "Xiao Jia, you still don't understand. The big man was furious. Don't talk about you, I, Qin Zhao Academy, will bear his boundless anger."

Jia Qian seemed to have lost all his strength and collapsed on the ground. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and shouted loudly: "Who, who is it! Who is cheating me?"

"I'm not the transfer student in your ninth class, Zhan Wuque," a middle-aged man with a stern face sneered.

He is the first-class class teacher. After such a big accident, they naturally found out about Zhan Wuque's origin.

"Zhan Wuque, it turns out that it was you, you've cheated me to death"!

Jia Qian was extremely angry and squirted out an old mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.

"Drag him and go to the ninth-class class"!

The third elder shouted coldly.

He wanted to see how brave Zhan Wuque was, and how dare he be so unscrupulous!

Even if ordinary students have answers, they will selectively copy the part, but this person is so good that they have all been copied and got the first place in the Qin Dynasty! Now that the trouble is caused, who can afford it!

As for reviewing the test papers, there must be no problem. The reviewers are all famous celebrities with status and reputation, and after layers of screening, it is impossible to make trouble.

When the mentors rushed to the ninth-class class, Zhan Wuque had already arrived in the class first.

"Look, our great genius is here," Khenta Sheng shouted exaggeratedly, pointing at Zhan Wuque, who had just entered the classroom.

When everyone heard this, they looked at it with an unconcealed look of contempt in their eyes.

Exaggerated, incompetent, arrogant, they have no good impression of fighting in their hearts.

It’s obviously useless but he wants to attract attention. He calls it simple and submits the paper in advance. Is it interesting to attract attention?

"Brother Zhan", a gentle voice came into my ears.

Zhan Wuque turned around and looked at the person coming, with a smile on his face.

"Have you read the notes of my younger sister, have you read them?" Bai Ling was entangled for a moment and couldn't help asking, feeling very nervous.

"Of course, I finished reading it all without saying a word," Zhan Wuque said seriously.

Although he didn't look down on those superficial martial arts experiences with his martial arts knowledge, it was Bai Ling's intentions after all, so he finished reading them very seriously.

Not only that, he also pointed out all the mistakes of Bai Ling in his notes and added a lot of his own suggestions. I believe that if Bai Ling understood them, he would definitely benefit a lot.

"Then why are you?" Bai Ling wanted to speak but stopped, then sighed deeply, and did not continue.

She wanted to ask Zhan Wuque why he "give up on himself" and gave up the exam, but for some reason he swallowed it back.

"Where is the battle?"

A strong and powerful cold shout came from outside the classroom.

"It's Teacher Jia Qian"!
Chapter completed!
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